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Seven hundred and sixtieth chapters alone

Chapter 763: Fight alone

After hearing Fairy Guanghan's words, Wang Ziqiao felt that the other party had not said anything. He had known these things for a long time, so he protected Wei Ziao by his side and said, "Zi Ao is still young now, and his cultivation has not really reached the peak of level nine. He will not enter the spiritual world or the underworld for the time being. Of course, if I can do it in the future, I will choose the spiritual world instead of going to the underworld!"

Fairy Guanghan chuckled: "Since you have made such a choice now, I will protect you today!"

After saying that, her eyes were placed on the Netherworld Messenger again and said, "Did you hear it?"

"Hehe...hehe... I guessed that you guys would do this, but do you think I, the Netherworld Messenger, would let your soul go so easily?" The Netherworld Messenger's handsome cheek showed a cautious smile, his eyes were fixed on Wang Ziqiao and others, and a green light appeared, as if he could devour the soul.

Fairy Guanghan waved her hand, and a moonlight slashed out and said angrily: "Youming, you'd better not interfere in mortal matters, otherwise, I, Fairy Guanghan, will never agree!"

"Hehe, of course I won't interfere. I just pester them every day. As long as they reach the late stage of level 9, I will kill them directly. If you have the ability, you will always be by their side!"

The Netherworld Messenger held his hands in front of his chest, not afraid of Fairy Guanghan at all.

Prince Qiao frowned: "Didn't it mean that our lifespan has not ended. Even if we reach the peak of level nine, can we continue to stay in the mortal realm?"

"Unless you can suppress your cultivation like them and keep it at the late stage of the ninth level!" Fairy Guanghan's eyes swept towards Zui Fanchen and Ting Fengyu.

The two men trembled slightly, and the Zui Fanchen said first: "Fairy Guanghan, I have always been nostalgic for Fanchen. As Wang Ziqiao said, his lifespan has not ended, so why should I rush to go to both worlds?"

"How long do you think you can suppress it? Your body has become more and more energetic. Within ten years of speed, you will be completely energetic. If you don't enter the spiritual world, you will be waiting to be killed by the Netherworld messenger and capture your soul into the underworld!" Fairy Guanghan snorted coldly.

"Fairy Guanghan, I don't like to hear what you said. What do you mean to capture their souls into the underworld? Don't say so well about your spiritual world. Anyone who enters will drink that love-forgetful water, which is not as free and easy as our underworld? Love means deep love, and hate means refreshing hatred, without any scruples! And as long as you accumulate a certain amount of wealth, you can also form a new underworld body through the blood-transforming pool!" The Nether Envoy showed off.

"Forgetful Water? What is Forgetful Water?" Wang Ziqiao was shocked and stared at Fairy Guanghan without moving.

"Wangqingshui is to improve your cultivation, so that you can cut off your love threads and practice with all your heart, so as to seize the immortal position. Great freedom and freedom are not comparable to those in the underworld?" Fairy Guanghan sneered.

"Did Nalan Rourou drink that forgetful water?" Wang Ziqiao asked back.

"Yes, if you want to become my disciple and the successor of the spiritual world's guided messenger, you must drink the water of forgottenness and cut off everything in the mortal world!"

"What's the difference between that and the legendary underworld Mengpo soup? Do you have to forget everything?" Huo Xiang asked.

"Mengpo Soup is not something you can drink if you want to drink. Do you think you can reach the state of reincarnation and rebirth? The water of forgetting love is not to forget everything, but to fade emotions, cut off love threads, and get rid of the bondage. Prince Qiao, I know Nalan Rourou is your fiancée, but I advise you not to think that the gap between you and her is too big. Don't think that your current mental power is comparable to level nine, and you can be worthy of my disciple!" Fairy Guanghan sneered.

Prince Qiao didn't have this question anymore, and asked again: "If we want to go to the spiritual world, should we also drink the forgetful water?"

"You can choose not to drink it, but one day, you will beg to drink the Enchanted Water. The spiritual world is not what you imagined! I won't talk to you about the rest of the matter now, aren't you going to continue fighting? You can continue, and I will naturally prevent the Netherworld Messenger from interfering!" Fairy Guanghan said.

Wang Ziqiao stopped talking, and was standing side by side with Huo Xiang and Wei Ziao, scanning the surroundings.

The Netherworld Messenger also chuckled: "I will not interfere in the duel between you again. Zui Mochen, Listen to the Wind and Rain, don't you want to take action? Take action now, hehe, if I can help me kill these three people, I will definitely give you unexpected benefits!"

"I don't know what benefits the Netherworld Messenger will give us?" The question was about the indomitable Taoism of the Japanese Sword and Dao Sect.

"Hmph, you are not Chinese people. After you die, you can only enter the soul-summoning club. If I don't kill you, I'm already polite. I still want my reward?" The Netherworld messenger snorted coldly, his eyes showing murderous aura.

However, Fairy Guanghan chuckled: "If you reach the peak of level 9 in the future and choose to join the spiritual world, I don't mind taking you in!"

"Thank you fairy!" Wudao bowed and bowed.

Guiyuan Sect’s previous grudge, Wuyinghui bowed to Fairy Guanghan, and it can be seen that they also hope to join the spiritual world. For them, the Forgetful Water is also a great opportunity to cut off the mortal world.

Zui Fanchen spoke: "Huo Xiang, Wang Ziqiao, Wei Ziao, you three are worthy of my sword. Tell me, who will fight me?"

After his words finished, a sound of gravel rolling down came from the mountain. Li Mubai, who was slapped into the rocks by Wei Ziao, actually crawled out of it. His body was covered in blood and his eyes were fierce, but he didn't say anything.

Prince Qiao and the other two looked at each other, and Huo Xiang said, "I'll go up and fight him!"

"Let me try it. This person should be very difficult to deal with. My speed is very fast, and he should not be able to hurt me!" After Wang Ziqiao said a word, a green light enveloped him, and his body suddenly pulled out a series of afterimages.

Zui Fanchen let out a "scarlet" sound, pulling out the soft sword from his waist, with a chuckling on the corner of his mouth, staring quietly at Prince Qiao who was beginning to appear. His aura was getting higher and higher, as if there was a force of a domain that enveloped the void within a radius of nearly a hundred meters. Everything in the domain was like a pattern on his palm, clearly.

"Kill!" Zui Fanchen suddenly spoke, like thunder, and the sound waves scattered everywhere, shattering most of the phantom of Prince Qiao. He stepped on the void with his feet, and the air waves rolled. The long sword led his body toward Prince Qiao's phantom.

Chirp...

The long sword of the Dianmo Chen hit out a series of sword energy, like a meteor sliding across the sky, locking each phantom clone of Wang Ziqiao, and blocking a large void, easily shattering it, forcing Wang Ziqiao to reveal his true body.

A starlight flashed above the sword's tip, and the long sword was so thunderous that it could not cover his ears, reaching Wang Ziqiao's body.
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